Violent threats

I haven't been threatened with severe violence in quite a while!  To the point that I had quite forgotten how it felt...  Well I was threatened tonight.

I'd been flirting with this girl for most of a month, by text message.  We met at her place after I spun fire there, but for two and half weeks, we keep missing each other, except for one all-too-brief chance meeting as I was spinning fire in the empty lot near where we live at midnight or 2 one night.

We *finally* went out together Saturday night, to the suuuuper-gay part of San Francisco, to get drunk with her gay friend, V.  I stole a few kisses, the first one after she apologized for being gross.  Sweaty, maybe?  Most attractive "gross" person I've ever seen.
 
After 2am diner food, a drunk trans-bay bus ride home,  and her saying she would totally come over, but it was V's last night in town, and he was leaving early, I asked for and received one last goodnight kiss (why can't I be that bold when I *haven't* been drinking?  hmm... why can't I...).  

So in the morning I sent her the sappy, unfinished text from the night before about our kisses. And she sent back that she wasn't ready to appreciate them, and she just wanted to be friends.
 
At which point, I thought, wait, what?
 
So just to make sure I hadn't been *totally* misreading the signs, I asked if she was looking for something more casual. OK, I said a lot more than that, but let's keep this PG-13.
 
So what message do I get back?
 
"Hey dickhead this is laurens boyfriend. I don't know what specific kind of a piece of shut [sic] you are, but if send any more texts like this to my girlfriend I will not hesitate to bash you into the ground. We are often in the same neighborhood and if I see you around, we're not going to have a peaceful encounter. Neither Lauren not [sic] I want to see or hear from you again" 

And I thought the threats to my personal safety I had to worry about here in West Oakland were gang violence and muggings!  [sigh]
 
So, among other things, I'm wondering: Who flirts with someone over text messages for weeks [40+ messages received] before finally breaking it off (saying she just wanted to be friends) only to have the *most* awkward, *most* intimating text message be the one that is intercepted.  And she has a boyfriend?  Seriously?  Remind me to stay away from that one, even if she does become single at some point!
 
So I went outside and spun fire in the street.
 
And met a neighbor and his lady friend. They're pretty cool. The end.

Comments

George said…
It turns out they were on a break that week. She declined to mention it at the time, and since apologized. I apologized for inadvertently throwing a wrench into her relationship, unless (hypocritically) it got her closer to dumping this guy who's clearly no good for her. What a pair, right?

Also reminds me of a saying (by Adolphe Ricard?) on the wall of Casa Robino: "Les femmes sont comme les oranges, les plus belles sont rarement les meilleures."

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